Hmm, apples... been meaning to buy some as the first of the brambles in the front garden are ready. Apple and bramble crumble's okay for a five month old, right?
So, the saga of the man. Years ago, my brother's house was a bit of a drug den party house, and I met an awful lot of people round there while totally off my tits. I have no memory of meeting him at my brother's house, but he remembers, and says he thought I was beautiful even then (dodgy bastard, I was probably about seventeen and he'd've been thirty one). The man had a girlfriend, who's about the most vicious and manipulative hag you can possibly imagine, and she was cheating on him with my brother's housemate while my brother was going out with her sister. (Hull gets a bit incestuous at times.)
Anyway, early 2006, I was nearly twenty one and a bit of a mess mentally, and was out playing pool with my brother at Riley's, and I actually remember seeing the man in there. And not meeting his eye, on the grounds that anyone who'd willingly go out with such a massive psycho bitch should probably be avoided. Although I later found out he'd just broken up with her then, and me not meeting his eye made him think he had no chance.
Fast forward a few more years. You know that thing where you're drunk and grumpy and on facebook and you think "These people aren't my friends, bugger the lot of them" and have a massive cull? The man got caught up in a cull, and then I re-added him. I have no idea why, or what was going through my head. It's mystifying. But it was enough for him to actually comment on one of my photos saying I'm beautiful (he's clearly mental). Took me a few weeks to get round to replying (because I was convinced it was some sort of huge joke or attempt to get at me - still a bit mentally wobbly then, clearly). We spent three days (well, nights) talking on facebook while I assessed his written English abilities. He can punctuate, he uses capital letters in the appropriate places, he corrects himself if he makes a typo, he can use the subjunctive, and most importantly, he can spell "definitely". That's good enough for me, so I invited him round and he's not really left since. We're about two weeks away from our second anniversary now.